Chao Chao left, and Shen Nian sat there without moving, his face condensing into a look of deathly determination.
After a long time, she lowered her head, caressed her flat belly, and murmured to herself:
"Baby, we will have no home in the future."
She stood up slowly and returned to the small room.
It was autumn, and there was a thin quilt folded in the small room. She stretched out her hand to shake it open, and slowly lay down. A ray of coldness immediately climbed up her back, but this coldness was not one millionth of the coldness in her heart.
That night, Shen Nian woke up and fell asleep, no more than a few minutes apart, until finally she couldn't sleep anymore. She took off the quilt and stood by the window, looking at the stars under the dark night sky.
The stars are dotted, the waves are flashing, the night is as cold as water, and her body is slowly getting colder from standing for too long.
In Binhai, few people could hinder Jiang Qifei's career, just as few people dared to fish her out after she was sent in.
She knew that it was Fu Hanye who wanted her to die.
She loved him to the core, and he wanted to kill her.
Shen Nian smiled softly again, this feeling ruined her life.
Humble as dust, heart-wrenching despair.
In the early morning, the sun shone in from outside the window and fell on her snow-white face. The dark spots under her eye sockets were the result of a light night's sleep.
The door to the small room opened, and a voice came:
"Shen Nian, the court session is tomorrow. Today, you can go to the cafeteria to get food by yourself."
She hadn't had a good meal in a few days. Taking care of the baby in her belly, Shen Nian followed the guard and walked out without hesitation.
In the cafeteria, there was a lot of noise and the prisoners lined up in a long queue. In order to have a full meal, she had to stand at the end of the queue.
About half an hour later, she finally stood in line at the window.
The fat girl wearing a white mask glanced at her coldly, took the dinner plate, picked up some food casually, and threw it in front of her.
She used too much force, and the dinner plate jumped up and fell down, and red oil splashed on her prison uniform. As if nothing happened, she held the dinner plate, found a quiet corner, and sat down to eat in silence.
Next to them, two prisoners were whispering to each other:
"Did you see that most beautiful woman?"
"I heard that he killed someone with money. Oh, by the way, he was the instigator of Hai Jing's suicide. Is it worth it to get yourself involved for a man?"
Someone suddenly realized:
"Oh, she was the one who raped Hai Jing. It's so abominable."
"Bad woman."
Shen Nian ignored it and ate her meal quietly.
In the cafeteria, the news was playing on the big TV on the wall.
The voice of the female host was clear and gentle:
"Last night, a tomb robbery occurred in Qishan Cemetery. The owner of the stolen tomb was named Shen Kun..."
The word "Shen Kun" fell into his ears, and the spoon in Shen Nian's hand fell down without holding it.
She raised her head and stared at the TV.
On the screen, the words Shen Kun on the tombstone were splashed with red paint. The blood was so red that Shen Nian's lips suddenly began to tremble.
When the host said that the ashes in the tomb were missing, Shen Nian couldn't sit still anymore.
She didn't care about eating and hurried back to the small room.
Shen Nian couldn't sit still, not only her chest was shaking, but also her legs were shaking. Someone dug up her father's tomb and took away his father's urn.
Too cruel, too cruel!
All day long, Shen Nian was in a daze and his mind was groggy.
In a hazy state, she woke up, and the moonlight shining in from the window told her that it was already late at night.
Her mind gradually became clearer, and the scene of her father's autopsy appeared in front of her eyes. She got up from the bed and stood in the middle of the small room, trembling all over.
There was a war between heaven and earth in her heart, but in the end, she walked to the door and reached out to pull it open.
Squeak.
The door opened and cold wind rushed in.
She looked outside, into the dark world, with the only faint streetlight in the distance reflected in her beautiful eyes.
There is a problem in a place like this if the door is unlocked.
However, Shen Nian didn't want to explore the reason. For her at the moment, finding her father's ashes was more important than anything else.
She walked out, and strangely enough, there was no obstruction along the way.
Shen Nian stood under the power grid and raised her head to observe the position. The power grid was densely packed, with occasional sparks flashing. If her body got even a little bit, she would be electrocuted immediately.
She tried several times but failed.
From behind, a voice came:
"Someone escaped."
Then, the sound of urgent footsteps sounded in my ears, getting louder and louder.
As footsteps approached.
Shen Nian bypassed the power grid and walked along a path by the river. There should be a way out at the end of this path.
Since he was found to have escaped, he had no choice but to shoot the arrow.
Shen Nian ran along the power grid, feeling like he was stepping on hot wheels.
There was finally no way out.
Shen Nian looked back at the crowd that was getting closer and closer.
She gritted her teeth, figured out the location, and jumped into the river.
The group of people chased after them, looking at the turbulent river, as fast as ants on a hot pot, with the light of countless flashlights shining on the river.
Shen Nian gritted his teeth, endured the discomfort, and finally swam to the other side.
She was afraid that the group of people would chase her.
Ignoring the rushing water, Shen Nian climbed onto the shore.
In the quiet night, she stood on the roadside and stopped a car.
Finally, a truck passed by. When the driver saw that she was covered in water and looked embarrassed, he was overflowing with sympathy and agreed to take her away.
Shen Nian got out of the car and walked into Qishan Cemetery with heavy steps.
The old man guarding the tomb was dozing off, and she walked around.
The sky began to darken with clouds and lightning continued.
Shen Nian finally walked to his father's tomb and glanced at the tombstone that fell on the ground. Shen Nian rushed towards the coffin, stretched out his hand and touched it, and only the wind came around his fingertips.
The empty coffin is like her empty heart.
Tears, at that moment, fell down.
"Father."
"It's my daughter who is unfilial."
It's okay to touch her, but she will never forgive him for touching her father.
After staying in the river for about ten minutes, she must have caught a cold and her voice was hoarse.
A ray of white light flashed across her face.
Then, there was a huge "bang" sound, and heavy rain poured down.
Shen Nian covered her ears tightly and slowly curled up.
Just when she was paralyzed by fear, a figure suddenly approached her.
A strong and powerful hand grabbed her shoulder.
The force was a bit strong, and Shen Nian was in great pain. She opened her eyes wet with water, and another bolt of lightning flashed across. In the rain curtain, she saw Jiang Qifei's anxious face.
"elder brother."
Shen Nian closed his lips, looking sad and helpless.
Jiang Qifei held her in his arms distressedly, rested his chin on her forehead, and closed his eyes:
"Nian Nian."
Jiang Qifei glanced at the rain curtain. He knew that the rain was unlikely to stop in a short time. His Adam's apple rolled up, and his voice was filled with heartbreak:
"Let's find a place to take shelter from the rain first."
Shen Nian grabbed his collar tightly and shook his head eagerly:
"My father's ashes are gone, gone."
Shen Nian shook his head as he spoke. From the corners of his snow-white eyes, he didn't know whether it was rain or tears. In short, they kept dripping.
Jiang Qifei looked at the girl with disheveled hair and pistil-white face, and it felt like a dagger was stabbing her heart.
Jiang Qifei took a breath:
"I will help you find your uncle's ashes. Let's leave first."
The umbrella in Jiang Qifei's hand protected her from the wind and rain.
The man hugged her, and she kept up with him, turning back all the way. There was attachment in her eyes, and she was even more reluctant to leave. She didn't know when she would be able to come back after leaving.
As soon as the two of them reached the door, a golden Continental drove towards them in the heavy rain.
Looking at the license plate, Shen Nian was startled.
The steps under my feet suddenly became heavy.
The continent was approaching quickly, the emergency brakes were too loud and the sound of the heavy rain could not drown it out.
The car door opened, a black umbrella was held up, and a pair of polished leather shoes hit the ground first. The shoes were wet from the rain puddles, but the owner of the shoes didn't seem to care and just walked straight towards them.
The tall figure stood in front of them, the umbrella slowly swept away, revealing Fu Hanye's handsome and handsome face.
His dark pupils shrank suddenly when he glanced at Jiang Qifei.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on Shen Nian's face. The man didn't speak. It was quiet everywhere, only the sound of wind and rain could be heard.
When Shen Nian's eyes glanced at the ashes in his arms, she was so excited that her lips trembled.
She took a step forward and reached out to take the urn from his arms.
The man didn't allow it, and she tried her best to get the ashes.
"Fu Hanye."
She shouted softly.
The voice trembled.
"Why take my father's ashes?"
After listening to Shen Nian's words, Fu Hanye laughed softly, with a strong sense of sarcasm. The man's eyes narrowed. When his lowered eyes fell on Jiang Qifei's hand holding Shen Nian's waist, his eyes narrowed. Tighter.
The tip of his tongue touched his back teeth, and he had to hug the box in his arms tightly to restrain his urge to punch Jiang Qifei.
Fu Hanye's voice was neither loud nor soft, but his words were clear:
"I lost my job and became a street rat in Binhai. I haven't learned how to behave?"
Bring it up.
Jiang Qifei's dark pupils gradually turned blood red:
"Fu Hanye, you are a fucking villain."
"What's wrong with me helping Nian Nian?"
Not wanting to continue the stalemate with Fu Hanye, he reached out to snatch the box from Fu Hanye's hand.
He punched him away.
Shen Nian shouted: "Brother."
She rushed over and touched Jiang Qifei who was on the ground. Jiang Qifei was punched in the right eye and seemed to be blind.
It was pitch black.
He rubbed his eyes, and Shen Nian was so anxious that tears almost came out:
"Brother, don't rub it."
She touched her body, but found nothing.
Seeing Wang Chao sitting motionless in the car, she ran over, patted the car window, and slid it down.
Dynasty's face was revealed.
Shen Nian: "Dynasty, do you have a handkerchief?"
Wang Chao glanced at the man who was soaked in the rain and looked like the King of Hell, and was about to open his mouth to say something.
Fu Hanye's cold voice came over:
"If you dare to help her again, you won't have to go to work at Fu's tomorrow."
Wang Chao took a breath and lowered his head.
Shen Nian slowly turned her face and glanced at Fu Hanye. Her eyes were bone-chilling, and the hatred spread through her limbs. The suppressed emotions were about to drive her crazy.
